Jiang Zhou's night was like returning to his previous state.

Poor sleep.

Woke up several times on and off.

Pull back the curtains and look outside, it's a nice day.

Except for the two people in the yard who looked at the eyesore.

Ji An was carrying a recliner, not knowing what he was busy with.

And Fang Wei is helping.

What a virtuous woman.

Jiang Zhou went downstairs to forage for food, and the breakfast prepared for her was already set on the table.

The food these days is not the same as before.

And every day is different.

Today is red dates, longan, sugar water eggs.

Yesterday it was red bean porridge.

Don't even think about it, it must be A-Ying who brought it every day.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhou was still hesitating to go out for a walk.

Fang Wei from the courtyard stopped her.

"Miss Jiang, I heard that you were not feeling well last night, are you feeling better today?"

"Not bad." Jiang Zhou replied perfunctorily.

"That's good, Ji An and I are very worried." Fang Wei said naturally.

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart, she and Ji An had known each other for many years.

Is Ji An the kind of person who shows worry or not worry on his face?

Thinking of Ji An, what is he tinkering with.

"Come here." Ji An called her.

"Huh? Do? Jiang Zhou was suddenly called, looking puzzled.

The body involuntarily walked over.

"Aren't you clamoring to wash your hair?" Ji An said with a basin and a towel.

Only then did Jiang Zhou react.

He's tinkering here, ready to wash her hair.

"You lie down and stick your head out a little. The bathroom in the house is too small to fit a recliner, so I can only wash it for you in the yard. ”

Ji An adjusted the water temperature and said.

Jiang Zhou crossed Fang Wei, who was stunned, and lay down obediently.

"Would you like to get you a change of shampoo?" Ji An took the shampoo and asked.

He knew she was picky and fastidious.

"No, that's it."

Jiang Zhou lay on the recliner and replied looking at the blue sky.

Fang Wei stood there stunned, she felt completely ignored.

She got up early in the morning to help Ji An boil water and move chairs together, but she didn't expect it to be a wedding dress for others.

Ji An soaked the towel and twisted the water from the wet towel on Jiang Zhou's hair from the back of his forehead.

"Is the water temperature okay?"

"Yes."

Fang Wei had never seen such a Ji An.

In her memory, Ji An should be the science man who is incomprehensible, stunned, and immersed in research.

Unexpectedly, today, he was gently washing a woman's hair.

Jiang Zhou enjoyed Ji An's service like a shampooing brother, and couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably, and he was a little sleepy.

But he couldn't help but think that he was so natural, he wouldn't have washed Miss Fang's hair often before.

"Shhhh

She really overestimated Ji An.

"I'm sorry." Ji An also felt that he had just made a little heavier.

Jiang Zhou snorted, "I'm going to give you a bad review." ”

Ji An put conditioner on her and massaged her scalp, and heard Jiang Zhou "hum" again.

"It's not easy to serve you." Ji An said.

Fang Wei looked at the two people who interacted naturally, neither advancing nor retreating, and he couldn't interject at all.

"Sister Xiao Jiang!" A child's voice came from the road.

It's Zawa.

"Uncle Ji An, are you washing Sister Xiaojiang's hair?" Zawa asked.

"yes." Jiang Zhou replied, "Your Uncle Ji has a good technique. ”

Zawa smiled.

"You are?" Only then did Zhava notice Fang Wei who was standing on the side.

"Hello children, I'm Fang Wei, and I'm from Ji An... Friend. What's your name? ”

Fang Wei bent over and approached Zava.

"Hello Aunt Fang, my name is Zawa."

As Fang Wei approached, Zawa naturally took a step back, pushed to Jiang Zhou's side, and took her hand.

"Sister Xiao Jiang, does the wound still hurt? Do you want Zawa to give you a hoop? Zawa said distressedly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, and I don't need to use it." Jiang Zhou replied.

Zawa looked at Ji An, who was helping Jiang Zhou flush the water, and smiled evilly, "Is there already Uncle Ji An to help you call the water?" ”

"How do you know?" Jiang Zhou thought that Fang Wei was still standing beside him, and his heart was dark.

"I guess." Zara couldn't help but say with a smug expression.

"That's smart." Jiang Zhou gave him a thumbs up.

Ji An squatted there and wrapped Jiang Zhou's wet hair with a dry towel.

got up, dragged Jiang Zhou's back, and helped her up little by little.

When you exert yourself, you will inevitably be involved in the wound.

Jiang Zhou frowned.

"Let's go, go upstairs and blow your hair." Ji An said.

"Oh." Jiang Zhou secretly rejoiced, "Then Miss Fang, Zawa will be handed over to you to take care of." ”

Fang Wei just wanted to agree, but Zawa was unwilling.

"I want to go too. I'll help you blow your hair with Uncle Ji An. ”

"Zava, I still have something to tell you Uncle Ji. Let Aunt Fang take care of you, we'll be soon. ”

Zawa reluctantly agreed, and at the end showed a look of sudden realization.

"Then, Miss Fang, I'll trouble you." Jiang Zhou said with a smile.

"yes, okay." Fang Wei had no choice but to laugh.

This battle, she won.

I can't help but be proud.

Jiang Zhou stood in front of the mirror, looking at the man in the mirror who was plugging in the hair dryer.

"What do you want to tell me?" Ji An gently stroked her hair.

"Oh, this. Thank you for washing my hair. Jiang Zhou said with a natural face.

Really.

He knew about her, and ran the train with his mouth full.

"Happy?" Ji An asked while blowing her hair.

"Hmm." Jiang Zhou replied calmly.

But I couldn't help but sour two sentences.

"I really can't see it, you were so sophomore when you were young, what kind of eight-year covenant you were engaged in."

"Hmm." Ji An only replied with one word.

Well???

What do you mean?

No, no, no, wait a minute.

"How old are you? Be specific. Jiang Zhou asked.

“36。” Ji An replied.

"And when did you agree?" Jiang Zhou continued to ask.

"Didn't you say yes, I won't ask if I don't say it?" Ji An said.

"But I just want to ask now, and I didn't ask you about your experience or anything." Jiang Zhou said toughly.

"Probably...... At the age of 28. ”

Jiang Zhou obviously felt that Ji An's tone had changed a little when he mentioned that he was 28 years old.

Are you reminiscing about your youth?

The eight-year covenant made at the age of 28, isn't that exactly now?

No wonder.

She had traveled thousands of miles to find him in this ravine.

It's just a word from him.

The booming hair dryer stopped, and the hair was blown.

"Do you want to comb your hair?" Ji An asked.

"Your services are really complete." Jiang Zhou said angrily.

"So, do you want to?" Ji An continued to ask.

"Don't." Jiang Zhou spoke.

Ji An was a little surprised, she refused so decisively for the first time.

After washing his hair, Jiang Zhou suddenly felt refreshed for a long time, and his whole head was relaxed.

Put on a pair of black sheepskin heels, take the lipstick out of the bag, and open it with difficulty.

A touch of red was added to her mouth, even if Jiang Zhou was facing the sky, but her foundation was excellent, and she usually would not exaggerate her eyebrows, and her whole face instantly became bright.

Jiang Zhou looked at himself in the mirror again and hooked his lips with satisfaction.

Ji An saw the whole process in her eyes, and even she raised her eyebrows directly at him in the mirror, her eyebrows and eyes were wanton.

Glamorous and arrogant.

Such a good opportunity, Jiang Zhou naturally will not let it go.

She turned to face him.

Trying to stand on tiptoe, he stretched out his right arm to wrap around Ji An's neck.

She was injured, and it was expected that Ji An would not push him away.

Leaned closer to him and put her lips to his ear, "Am I good-looking?" ”

Then the red lips brushed naturally against his collar.

When she received no answer, she buried her head in his neck socket.

"Am I good-looking, or am I good-looking?"

Ji An felt a crispy numbness on his neck, his Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't help but tremble a little.

He could smell the scent in her hair, the shampoo he had given her earlier.

Faced with her reluctance, Ji An had no choice but to twist his eyebrows, endure the restlessness of his body, and say, "You look good." ”

Jiang Zhou got a satisfactory reply and giggled.

She's really grinding.

……

Yi Cang yawned and went downstairs, and when he saw the bright Jiang Zhou and the gentle Fang Wei, he suddenly lost his sleepiness.

Especially after seeing something that looked like lipstick on Ji An's collar.

The red, which is gently brushed, has messy lines, but it is lingering.

Fang Wei naturally noticed it.

Just now the two of them went upstairs to blow their hair, and she thought it was not good.

Sure enough, how can blowing hair be just blowing hair?

The scene where Ji An washed her hair in the morning was piercing enough, and now she still sees that lipstick.

It's obviously what the two look like after they are entangled.

Fang Wei felt very unwilling.

Apparently she met him first.

Obviously they used to have so many good memories.

Why is this happening?

Even if she mentioned breaking up at that time, Ji An didn't blame her.

When she wanted to comfort him and promised an eight-year contract, he didn't refuse.

He's the one he likes about her, doesn't he?

When I was in college.

She is a freshman who has emerged as soon as she enters the school, and he is a high-spirited junior.

She admired his tall and handsome, and he liked her gentleness.

Although he is a stunned young man in terms of relationships, and he is not a considerate boyfriend, the two still get along well.

She is 34 years old, and her rich experience has given her the ability to meet people.

has always been proud of herself, so at this age, she can still confidently call Ji An and ask him to pick her up.

And sure enough, he came.

Everything should be as logical as she had planned.

However, why is Ji An fascinated by Jiang Zhou now, she is completely like a vixen.

She concluded that he liked gentle and virtuous women, just as she did.

No, men all over the world will like women with gentle and small hair.

But Jiangzhou is not this type at all.

When he saw her for the first time, although she pretended to be weak, Fang Wei could still see that she was pretending.

Her hair wasn't long enough, and it was still fluffy and wild little curls.

Her eyebrows and eyes were not gentle, and they were as cold and hard as the green mountains in the distance.

The waves in her eyes were determined to become ice.

Her lines are too sharp.

This type of woman either cuts someone else or herself.